Red Squirrel on Good Friday
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Red squirrel came running down the tree. It did not look at Chris or me. Its coat glowed where it met the air, And on it ran to business fare . . . Continue reading
Tag Archives: Death
Peter Prevails
Who I am? Not Peter Prevails, but admit it. Didn’t hearing those syllables genuinely positively impress you? I know nothing about literary things, but I would say there’s alliteration in it and an onomatopoetic effect. Peter Prevails. It sounds great. That’s what I mean with the ‘o’ word. It sounds like you’d prevail. Now, Eddie Wins. That’s a good name, too. I could live with Eddie Wins. Easily. But tell me, which one sounds like you’re trying harder? And is that really what you want them to think? Continue reading
Threnody in Clover
When a good friend passes on, you can’t help but reflect on their life and burdens. My special friend had shared with me his many frustrations and woes throughout the years. He indeed had many crosses to bear, the greatest of which was, as it is with so many of us, I suspect, just being himself. Continue reading
A Gap the Size of a Sequin
This is my farewell to a pop star whose premature death brought me up short. His successes and failures were far more important to me than I had ever before supposed. Continue reading